The Old Gloomy House
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Happily Married again.
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straight
I had gotten divorced and had move to a dead-end street, which had an old-style house at the end of the street looked like Addam's house. I thought it was vacant, but it wasn't it had parcels, milk and mail being delivered regularly. Intrigued I decided to introduce myself to the owners. I was then 31 no children my ex-husband wasn't ready for children t the time we married and after 4 years we divorced. I rang the doorbell and a man in his thirties answered, and I was invited in and sat and talk and we became friends and then lovers and finally married a year later and now have 5 children including a set of twins. The old house isn't so gloomy looking anymore.
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